Midoriya's Danger Sense will continue to oscillate faster and faster as he approaches the source of the noise, followed by Paul more or less pinned to Kaworu's side as they trail after him. Paul pulls against the shortness of Kaworu's strides without meaning too, so wrapped up in his mission he barely feels the nails in his arm or glances at Kaworu in time to catch his question.

They're someone I was trying to save, Paul signs, after a sticking hesitation, A Beast.

It's more complicated than that. The unintended signs nearly shout it as Paul averts his eyes back to scanning the forest ahead, guilt setting his jaw in a tight, tensed line.

They don't have to go far before the sounds of the Bugge's procession may be heard. Paul feels its passing in the vibrations of the earth, lifting the fine hairs at the nape of his neck as he cranes for a sign of the pale-furred, many armed Epsilon, their face covered by a folded pair of hands that sprout from its side, but of course, Midoriya, in the vanguard, will see them first - a barely more than man-sized Beast huddling under the lip of an overhang, their bright hide giving them away through trailing moss.

The Bugge's hulking form is visible over the very tops of the trees, its great, snorting breaths taking on a snuffling, searching tone as it works its way closer to all four of them.